"Mommy Mommy ......"

A little boy's cry echoed in my ears, and when I looked closely, the little paper figure stretched out his arms towards me.

This kid's paper figure must have fused with the soul of a child.

"You kill a child? Imprisoning his soul in a paper figure he tied himself? I looked questioningly at the hunchbacked old man.

"Hehe," the hunchbacked old man smiled hoarsely, "he should thank me, he was originally a beggar living on the street with his parents, living a miserable life. I was the one who gave him relief! ”

"Not only that, but I also reshape his body, the skin and flesh can wither, but the paper man will not be destroyed for a long time, the paper body will not be broken, he will live forever, what is the difference between this and giving him eternal life? Shouldn't he thank me, you say? ”

"Is that what every undead soul who has been killed by himself to take his soul and merge into that broken piece of paper also says the same to himself?" Murderous intent burst out of my eyes, "That's just an unreasonable explanation from yourself, they don't need it at all." ”

"You don't understand them, but you impose your ideas on others. You've always been damned. "I was indignant.

But the paper boy flew over and cried and called for his mother's voice, which was so disturbing that I was a little panicked for a while, and I didn't know what to do.

"What are you afraid of? Mourning for the dead in the paper? As I stepped back, Ye Siming behind me said coldly.

I reacted immediately, gritted my teeth and took out a paper cut from my body, the old man told me before this wedding that there would be changes, so I was not unprepared.

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I had a few cutouts on my body just in case.

It's the same five ghosts.

But this time it's a headless ghost among the five ghosts.

I whispered the paper mantra in my mouth, spread out my hand and shouted at the flying paper ghost, "Kill." ”

At the beginning, it failed for the first time, but now it is not what it used to be, because of the inheritance in paper-cutting, because of talent, although it is not yet possible to do it with the heart, but it can still be done with mantra manipulation paper-cutting.

This headless ghost is fierce.

I shook several times as I threw it, and when the paper imp pounced, I stretched out my arms and pulled it, and I heard a stabbing sound, and the screams of the paper imp echoed in my ears.

When I came back to my senses again, the paper imp was in half.

I saw a cloud of black gas waft out of the torn gap of the little paper figure, scattered in the air.

Rather than let him be charged and free forever, it is better to let him be freed sooner.

I suddenly came to my senses.

It was not me who destroyed him, it was the hunchbacked old man, I had no choice but to do so, and if I was a woman, I would be the one who died.

And if I destroy the paper body that imprisoned him, release his soul, maybe there is still a chance to be reincarnated, if I don't destroy it, he will be imprisoned in the paper forever, and will be controlled by this old man who ties paper.

I'm not a good person.

Never, because this road is like walking in a mire, no one is clean, what I want to do is to live.

The paper imp is destroyed.

But before the five ghosts could get closer, the hunchbacked old man raised his hand and released a grimace paper figure, the grimace was hideous and terrifying, and it became bigger and bigger in the wind, and he showed his sharp fangs at the headless ghost and bit down.

The five ghosts, who were not able to do it at the beginning, shrank like a balloon that had leaked air, and after struggling several times, they fell straight from the air.